#strangebitsandoddends

[gravely-everett-archive-blog]

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whatbecameofyourlamb started following you

His everything is cramping. Seeing as how he's wedged into such a tight, awkward position in the widest part of what he swears to god is the narrowest alley, that sort of pain that's shooting through his legs and up his spine is to be expected. Can you blame Everett Graves, escapist, coward extraordinaire, though? You see the hounds come a'sniffin' and you fucking run. No time to ask questions, to second guess yourself -- he doesn't care if it's likely they wouldn't have noticed each other if he hadn't gone rocketing in the other direction, and he most certainly doesn't care he got away when he did.

That's far better than facing the consequences of a murder that took place however many years ago halfway in and halfway out of a large business corporation for god knows what -- time has since buried such insignificant details.

At any rate, he doesn't think that six foot tall big as an ox and scary to boot is coming down this way. From this angle, he can't say quite for sure. Maybe this stranger (thankfully not six foot tall big as an ox and scary to boot) can assist them.

A hoarse, dusty whisper. "Haven't seen anybody else down this way, have you?"

[gravoria-manent]

strangebits-and-oddends started following you

Today, Holmes found himself in the lab of a nearby university; not quite ready for St. John's just yet, but ready to conduct a few additional experiments that involved the use of several spices he acquired through his travels. 

He was supposed to be alone, under the guise of a student studying.

When he became painfully aware of another presence, he looked from the microscope and gave a small nod and an almost-smile. He belonged there, anyway. 

[rigamortician]

*strokes your hair*

I have no idea if this is ooc or ic. .3.

I'm going to go with ooc and give you kitten high-fives.

[miserablemurderer-blog]

One started following.

London was wet this time of year. Then again, London seemed to always be wet any time of year. Artemis made her way down the street in the light drizzle falling from the clouds. Her gaze followed the sidewalk in front of her, just a step ahead of her feet. Her mind ignored the damp pavement, focusing on work.

Perhaps it was time to take on more jobs again. She'd been turning them down since-, for a while now. People would start to think she was going soft, then she'd never get any work. Reputations were delicate things. 

The woman took another step, landing her foot in a puddle that was rather deeper than it appeared. Water splashed up onto her shoes, sloshing into any vulnerable point and making her socks wet. She cursed and hastily stepped out of the way, not watching where she was headed. Her shoulder collided with something and the woman rather ungracefully into the puddle, rear end first.

[stalkspreyinthenight-blog]

oh me me do me *wonk*

Do I follow: Always and fivever in any shape or form | no | now 

Do they follow me: yes | no |They’d better.

Rate: There isn’t a number for the pain you give me./10

Comments:

When was Seb was but a juvenile in terms of blog age, in waltzed in this scarred asshole of a soldier with a pretty face and a biting tongue. With that began one of the most turbulent but worthwhile OTPs I’ve ever experienced, but also a friend whom I adore. Junipoop, you arse, I love you a lot.

And your boys make Seb hooman.

[mycroftthegreat]

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"...I wasn't expecting anyone today."

[stalkspreyinthenight-blog]

✤ [ y o u k n o w w h o ]

Hm.

Don’t waste time, dear.

[withlovesharkgirlarchive]

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strangebits-and-oddends started swimming with you

"Hello, dear." Ach, that petname makes her sound like an old woman. Perhaps she should stick to a different one next time; something like sweets or dove. Both of which aren't much better, but at least a little better than dear.

"Did you know that the largest protein in the world, I think it was, its full chemical name is 189, 819 letters and takes three full hours to pronounce just one time around? I'd say it for you if I could remember it. Or if I wanted to bore you to death."